Tuesday, February 22, 2011

RE: Stay tuned for more of this(or send me more from u)

POEM

I, Maximus of Gloucester, to You

BY CHARLES OLSON

Off-shore, by islands hidden in the blood (why don’t you say what you mean, dude)

jewels & miracles, I, Maximus (could you find another name, please)
a metal hot from boiling water, tell you
what is a lance, who obeys the figures of
the present dance (IF THIS IS SOME SORT OF SEX IMAGE, YOU SUCK)

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the thing you’re after
may lie around the bend
of the nest (second, time slain, the bird! the bird! (no one should talk about mom like that, ahole)
And there! (strong) thrust, the mast! flight (or like tht!!!)